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Jaina didn’t miss home. Home was where she had lost almost all that she loved. Her baby brother had been dead for seven years, her twin had been gone for nearly as long, her father was gone. Her big brother, the boy who used to be her protector was as good as gone. All she had left was her mother, her sweet mother she had fought with too many times. She was drawn out of her reverie by a noise, causing her to jump out of her seat. “Kriff, sorry! did you say something?”

xfallenxsavior

The line of Anakin’s eyebrows furrowed,with a muted breath of air leaving his mouth. He had been away from Courscant for a couple of months on going. Anakin was growing to detest the planet, it was far inept from his own. Earth was not what he ad expected to be. Obi Wan had encouraged Anakin to learn more about other planets, not just of those in their galaxy but what he had read of this one, was far different than the reality.

As Anakin sat on the ground outside of Auto Body he felt grains of sand brush against his ankle. He had thirty minute break for lunch. His face turned to a grimace, as he pulled out a small sandwich that was hidden in his robe. Anakin hated the sand, it was rough and irritating; in some ways much like himself, but he’d much rather take his home planet filled with sand, than this incompetent one.

As someone spoke, he turned his neck towards them.“ You are mistaken, I didn’t say anything” The words left the brim of his mouth fluidly as he lifted up his chin. Anakin’s hues attached to the female, noting her jump. Instantly he felt a pull towards her, very similar to the one shared with a male only days prior.

#jaina

@firewvlker

Anakin’s feet gracefully glided forward, as he felt the brisk breeze gust against the lateral of his cheek. With moments passing, Anakin spun his body in a circle, seeing an unidentified older man. He took a heavy step forward. The brim of his mouth compressed tightly with no words spoken, instead, silence filled the space between the two. Anakin’s hues glanced at the male with unsteadiness, while analyzing their movements with the force. “ I sensed your presence ” He said in a rigid and stiff tone, as a grimace stretched across his features.

Anakin sensed the dark force with the other. The Sith took another step forward, with a fierce gaze still filling his hues. Anakin instantly felt a pull with this man, a pull he had never felt with anyone before other than when he met Padme as a boy. He had been away from his planet for a while now and the though he was no longer a Jedi, he missed being in battle, fighting an opposition, droids or even traveling to different planets while seeking justice in the galaxy.

#kylo

I am about to start working on replies for Anakin, Bellamy and Harvey. Does anyone want to thread? Im me or like this and tell me who, and I can work on it

#limbchq: startercall #Out of force

Did you see [ ANAKIN SKYWALKER/DARTH VADER ] from [ STAR WARS] walking around Limbo? The [CIS MALE ] looks like [HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN ], and is [ TWENTY- FOUR ] years old. I’ve heard he can be [ PROTECTIVE ] but also [ DESTRUCTIVE ]. They’ve been here [ WITH ] their memories as a [ MECHANIC/PILOT. ] for [ 2 MONTHS ]. I heard they’re still trying to figure out how they ended up in Limbo.

#limbchq: intro #about

girloscarism

favorite character meme: one character → Anakin Skywalker

“Attachment is forbidden. Possession is forbidden. Compassion, which I would define as unconditional love, is essential to a Jedi’s life. So you might say, that we are encouraged to love.”

#my bby deserved so much better #brb im crying #memories

PLEASE IGNORE EVERYTHING BELOW THIS. I’M WAY TO LAZY TO DELETE THE POSTS

peanutfinnrey

space romance ♥ anidala & finnrey parallels

#THE ICON SHIPS OF STAR WARS #BYE #otp: there is nothing more important than my love for you #Memories

leiasbluelightsaber

“He was the best starpilot in the galaxy, and a cunning warrior. And he was a good friend.”

xfallenxsavior

@rebelbcy

#oops did i post this #Memories

tragcdysewn‌:

the sight of his lightsaber igniting sent a wave of fear through her. she wouldn’t fight him, not again. she couldn’t do it. she knew she wasn’t capable of hurting him. she’d barely been able to do it the first time, and he’d been vader then. his face had been concealed, and ahsoka could pretend it was someone she didn’t love more than anyone in the world. but this… this was anakin. no getting around it, no pretending the monster that was vader was someone completely unconnected to her.

“i won’t fight you, anakin. and i won’t let you hurt him. he tried to save you, something in you knows that.” obiwan had done more to help anakin than she had, she knew that much. he hadn’t left the other until he’d believed there was nothing left of anakin to save. she’d abandoned him before his fall had even begun. “if you want to blame someone for destroying you, blame me.” he clearly wasn’t ready to blame palpatine for what had become of him and his family yet, and ahsoka knew that. “i’m the one who left you, not him. i’m the one who didn’t stick by you because i was afraid.”

touching him again was a risk, she knew that. especially after he’d already made a threat against her. but she didn’t know what else to do. she needed him to come back to her. she didn’t know what to do without him, and the years she’d spent without him, forcing her feelings down had taken a toll on her. so when his arms wrapped around her, ahsoka let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. her grip on the elder tightened, as though he would vanish if she let him go. “i’m… i’m so sorry, anakin. if i could take it back… if i could change how things had gone…” she trailed off, letting it go. she couldn’t change things, no matter how much she wanted to. “i love you, anakin. so much. i’m sorry for leaving you, but i’ll never do it again, i promise.”

His movements remained still with Ahsoka embracing her arms around him tightly. The two stood quiet for a moment, as Anakin’s mind reminisced on The Clone Wars. There had been so many battles he fought with his padawan, some with the underlying fear of loosing her. That fear paralyzed Anakin until exhlieration and determination of protecting Ahsoka became more present than anything, even if it meant disobeying the orders while stretching the truth to Obi Wan. She wasn’t just his padawan, she was his friend, his support, his family. Despite that truth, it was frowned upon according to the Jedi. Attachments were forbidden, but how was he to not form an attachment to his master and padawan, when some months of the year, he spent more time with them than even his wife. He loved them.

Much like his companionship with Obi Wan, Anakin’s connection with Ahsoka was not easily destroyed. She was still a part of him. The former Jedi would rather destroy himself than loose her. One of the many reasons he never truly tired to kill Obi Wan, despite what he may believe or tell himself. Anakin loved Obi Wan too much, and would rather burn than be on opposite sides, same for for his padawan. After moments passed, Anakin gently grabbed Ahsoka’s arms and pulled them away. He took a step back, returning his glance to her. The crook of his lip lifted, as he heard the assertion leave the other. “ I know you do Snips, one of the only people’s love I’m sure of.” He responded in a saddened tone.

Anakin’s gaze immediately dropped, with another breath of air following. “ I ___” The former Jedi paused briefly, before continuing with his remarks. “ I love you too. Your leaving really hurt me. I don’t blame you but it still hurt watching you leave” His voice cracked in pain, as he squinted his eyes marginally, with the distressing memory returning to his thoughts. A soft line of tears yielded themselves from his hues and began streaming down his cheek. Truthfully Anakin wanted to be angry with her, but he was all alone in this new world, and more than anything he just needed his friend. A friend that understood him best, other than his mother, wife, son and possibly Jaina.

#Ahsoka #brotp: listen I would never let anyone hurt you ahsoka

rebelbcy‌:

Luke hadn’t felt a force this strong since before his arrival in the city. Since he had felt the cool, hard surface of a helmet beneath his fingertips. Since flames danced in front of his eyes. Since he could smell the mixture of wood and armor burning. Luke hadn’t felt this kind of force since the galaxy had ripped away the last remnants of a father he may have once had.

No force had ever truly felt like this one. Not even with Leia. His connection with Leia had always been powerful, but never like this. The tether holding them together, even before he knew, had felt nothing less than gravitational. The string that connected her soul with his had never felt like it had been pulled so taut it threatened to snap. That’s not what Leia was to him. Leia was a presence, his strength even in her absence.

This, though. There was only one person in the galaxy, universe, that felt like this. The force of which felt like it could tear him apart just as quickly and fiercely as it could mend each of his jagged edges. Luke let himself take in the man before him, perhaps no more than a year or two older than Luke himself. He’d never had the opportunity to acknowledge their likeness, but he couldn’t seem to think of anything else in the passing moments.

‘I was… I was hoping—‘ But what was it that he was hoping for? A fresh start? A second chance? A father? A family, even? He wasn’t sure, after everything, that the universe would allow him that. And yet, somehow, maybe that’s precisely what it wanted. It had put him here, had it not? Gave him back a piece of something he’d lost, the first piece of his unsolved puzzle. An offering. He couldn’t tempt fate simply because he was scared. ‘I’d like to talk.’ Luke answered finally, his heart dropping as the fear settled in his gut. ‘And I think you know what about, don’t you?’

With Anakin’s focus on the scraps resting in his lap, the former Jedi twisted the the split wire while heeding at the words leave the other. He lowered the jacket of the electric cable with his hues diverting their glance back up towards the male. A dim exhale of air departed from both brims of his mouth. “ I sense you are very much like your sister and are not going to accept no, so talk.” The words skid from Anakin’s lips in a unyielding but rigid tone. Just weeks prior he had spoken to Leia over a similar conversation, a conversation that the former knight desperately wanted to escape.

He didn’t want to be reminded of everything he had done or would do in his future as Darth Vader. Whenever he was near Leia, Anakin could feel the heated animosity, and anger she held towards him, Anger he expected to feel from Luke as well, but instead he did not. He almost sensed the same fondness Padme, Ahsoka and Jaina held for him. Without a doubt, Anakin knows he loves Luke more he loves most in the world next to his mother, wife and even daughter. The connection he feels is unmatchable, and in someways quite terrifying. The former knight averts his glance down, with a thick exhale of air parting.

“ We don’t have to make the small talk son, just ask it already.” As the words fluidly left the brim of his mouth, Anakin nipped at his top lip slightly. He knew very little of what he became in his future other than what the prophecy told him years before, and he had promised himself he would not become that, which only made him more angry with himself. He was the most powerful in all the galaxy but still was unable to save the people he loves, which is what had always mattered most to him. Instead, Anakin became a sith, the very thing he had fought against for so many years.

Anakin not only failed his mother, wife, and children but he also failed himself. That pain and guilt taunted at every thought, whether he was awake or asleep. At night he often has premonitions of what he will not only do to the galaxy but to his children, more specifically to Luke. The suffering he causes his son, brings him to detest himself more than he already does. Sometimes the former knight can hear Luke calling for him in agony, as if he being hurt. It often reminds Anakin when he saw his mother’s pain in his dreams, but she was unreachable as is Luke in these visions.

#luke

lostsovlsx‌:

At his teasing, Padme rose a brow at him, but let it go. It was true and she knew it. Padme had never been great in the kitchen, not like her mother and her sister. She’d always been far too distracted and obsessed with politics to learn herself. Something she regretted at times. When she showed up in washington, those few months before Anakin appeared and joined her, she made do well enough with takeout and easy Earth recipes that her coworker had given her. “it’s a good thing you’re quite adept at it then,” she said, giving him a small smile and gently squeezing his arm as he took her other hand.

A fat raindrop falling into her hair caused her to glance up in surprise. As far as she had known, it wasn’t supposed to have rained that day, but she wasn’t complaining much, especially as she felt Anakin wrapping his robe around her. “thank you,” she replied as she slipping her arms through the sleeves, pulling the hood up over her hair and glancing down to the ground where the hem pooled by several inches around her feet. She laughed, shaking her head as she gathered up the fabric so it didn’t drag in the ground and get dirty. “Or perhaps you’re just a giant,” she countered, appreciating his smile as she leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek before they continued on their way.

The coldness of the air conditioning in their home hit her skin and wet clothes, making her shiver as she shed the now soaked robe from her body and tossed it over her arm to toss into the dryer as she moved to turn the thermostat off, at least until they were both dry once again. She nodded her head. “yeah, a towel would be great, thank you.”

She glanced back over at him when he spoke, her heart breaking a little as she approached him. She knew he struggled with himself and the darker sides of him, she knew he was riddled with guilt, with self loathing and that hurt her more than he himself ever could. She wished more than anything that she knew how to help him beyond her patient reassurances and unconditional love. She nodded her head, reaching up to stroke his hair. “Of course,” she whispered, leaning her forehead against his. “And you’ll always have me and my whole heart too.”

At Padme’s response, Anakin dipped his head down in a gentle nod with both corners of his mouth curling into a reserved smile. “ Of course, there is no senator without her Skywalker.” One brow lifted at the words skating from Anakin’s lip,with another muted laugh slipping from his throat.“ After all who else is going to save your skin time and time again” Arrogance spewing in his tone. For that split moment, Anakin could feel the shell of his self returning. It was no secret that he had been aligned with Padme since The Clone Wars. He had often kept a close guard on her, not just as her husband but his duty as a Jedi, especially when she was negotiating peace. At times protecting Padme had become troublesome, espically when she placed her trust in the hands of Clovis. That very thought still irked at Anakin years later.

With Padme’s forehead resting against his. Anakin hues languidly shifted up, holding a doting gaze on her. Heated flares sparked through his skin. The corner of his lip curled tighter,with his smile stretching. “ After all these years, your presence still brings me peace.” He spoke in a hushed tone. Anakin’s right hand slowly ran up the side of Padme’s waist to the lateral of her cheek. His thumb drew short circles against the soft touch of her skin. As moments passed, silence filled the space between the two. ” I know you sense my distance” With the words leaving the brim of his mouth in a still tone, the former Jedi turned his back to his wife, while standing immobile for an extended moment. Anakin was strong within the force, in many ways even more so than Master Yoda, and although Padme and Anakin had never spoken of it before, he sensed her slight union with the force as well.

A weighed exhale parted from his mouth,before Anakin proceeded further with another remark. “ Padme, you’ve always had such faith in me as not just a Jedi but as person__” His voice cracked, with the words faltering from his lips in a burdened tone. “ But I failed you every time.” Anakin shut his eyed immediately at that thought, with a line of tears treading down his eyelid. “ Remember when I lost my mom and I killed that village, of women, children and men; but you still chose to marry me. You shouldn’t have” Anakin’s voice turned to almost a cold tone, thinking back to that night. A night he is still taunted by in his sleep.

Anakin slaughtered all those in the village without a second thought. He was angry and rage ignited within him. Hate and fury that still consumes his thoughts often. Although logically he knows the villagers are not to be blamed for his mother’s death, he still hates them and would do it over if meant he could save her. “ Last month, Darth Vader destroyed lives. I am that very person Leia describes me as. I took her family from her, her home and I caused suffering to Luke.” A sob left his mouth, with tears still streaming down Anakin’s cheeks. “ I don’t remember, but I’ve seen it in my visions, even felt it with the force. The council was right, I’m dangerous”

#tw: violence #tw: killing #tw:death #otp: there is nothing more important than my love for you #padme

tragcdysewn‌:

of course he wouldn’t believe it. she could barely believe it herself. in their world, people didn’t come back from the dead. when you were gone, that was it. you were gone for good. there were always stories of magic that might do it, of course, but those were simply old wives tales, told throughout tatooine for the entertainment of the people. “ani, sweetheart… i know it’s hard to believe, trust me, i do. but it’s really me. i don’t know how it’s possible, but i’m back.” she stepped closer to her son, gently placing on a hand on his cheek, as she’d done so long ago.

part of her knew he must be blaming himself, despite not having anything to do with what had happened to her. there was nothing he could have done to stop it, but she knew her boy. he loved so deeply, so strongly. and he was so compassionate that it hurt her to imagine him stuck in the life they’d lived. she knew he would find a way to make her demise his fault, despite him being worlds away. maybe because he’d been worlds away. and the thought of him blaming himself, suffering for a sin that was not his own, broke her heart. she’d meant the last words she’d said to him with everything she had. she loved him more than anything in the galaxy, and everything she’d done from the moment she’d realized she was somehow, impossibly, pregnant with him, had been with him in mind, even after he had long vanished from her life.

the moment he dropped to the ground, she was there beside him, wrapping him gently in an embrace. with only a few words, he confirmed her worst fears. ‘i’m sorry. i failed you.’ shmi shook her head, desperate to comfort him, to convince him he had done no wrong. all she’d wanted once she accepted her fate had been to see him one last time, despite how unlikely that wish seemed. and he had somehow, impossibly, come back to her in her final moments, giving her all she’d wanted before she died. one hand gently raised anakin’s chin to meet her own gaze. “sweetheart, please look at me. let me see your face. my dear boy, you did not fail me, i never want to hear you say that again, do you understand me? anakin, you could never fail me, you did everything i ever dreamed you would and more.”

Before Anakin could react, he felt the gentle touch of his mom’s arms around his body. His face fell into the crook of her neck, as a silent exhale parted from both brims of his mouth. His mother’s scent glided through his nostrils, and it took Anakin back to his life on Tatoonie. A time before he was a Jedi and before Obi Wan betrayed him. He was just a boy imagining changing the galaxy for the better, because Master Qui Gon believed in him. Something he never felt from the council. Qui Gon had died and Anakin knew Obi Wan only agreed to train him out of obligation. That very thought never ceased the escape him. The nook of Anakin’s lip curved slightly, with another muted exhale leaving.

Anakin sat still with the warmness of their embrace skating through his skin. “ Mom, it’s really you” A wretched sob fell, with a line of tears slowly streaming from under his eyelid down the side of his cheek. At the words leaving his mother, Anakin pulled away with his burdened hues attached to her. The former Jedi dipped his head in a soft nod, almost as if he were nine years old,holding onto every last word from the woman that raised him. She was his mother, his home and Anakin lost her because he was away from her, while contrainued to never looking back. He should have sensed her in trouble sooner. “ Yes, mam’m” The words fell from his lips in a polite and tone.

As the breeze continued to gust against his cheek, silence returned. The former Jedi held his saddened glance on the female for a moment longer, before averting his hues away. Anakin can see the the women, children and even men he killed when he went searching for his mother. Anakin slaughtered them all without a second thought. Although logically he knew most were not to be blamed for Shmi’s death, he still hated them all. Anakin would do it over every time if meant he could save her. “ I’m not who you think I am, I am not who you remember”

#tw: death #tw: violence #tw: killing #Shmi

tragcdysewn

i love you. i am yours, in life, and in death, wherever you go, whatever you do, we will always be one. never doubt me, my love. i am yours.

@lostsovlsx @xfallenxsavior

#otp: there is nothing more important than my love for you #memories #my bbies

animepopheart

> noho | SWまとめ２ >> republished w/permission

tragcdysewn

@xfallenxsavior

#I HATE U LOL #Memories #brotp: listen I would never let anyone hurt you ahsoka

infiniitestardust‌:

Jaina hadn’t expected her texts to cause such impact in everyone’s life, she had just wanted to make sure they all were alive. They couldn’t blame her – they were the Skywalker/Solo Clan, of course when the Force told her something was happening, she had thought of the worst. It seemed like this family had its way to make everything even more complicated than it should be, and that was so inconvenient. “You didn’t. I mean, you did, but I know it wasn’t your intention.” Jaina was the first to defend her grandfather if the occasion ever arose.

“You shouldn’t.” She offered her grandfather a smile, hoping that would make him feel better. Truth was, Jaina was emotional and hormonal, and she blamed this mess on that. Perhaps the next time the Force decided to be such a little shit, she would just ignore it. Gossip Force, messing everything up. In some way, she understood this. She had come here and dropped the boom about her being his grandchild, and she supposed it wasn’t an easy pill to swallow. All she had wanted was to have the family she had always dreamed of, and it seemed that it wasn’t working. “If anything, I should be the one apologizing.”

A sigh escaped her as she moved closer, a paper bag in hand. She wasn’t hungry, and the idea of lunch was making her stomach clench painfully, but she imagined that he might want something to eat. And even if he didn’t, it didn’t feel quite right to arrive with empty hands after all the trouble she had caused. “I happen to like you. I adore my grandma, but I want to spend time with you.” She sat next to him and handed him the bag. “I didn’t buy it this time. I made it myself. It’s just a sandwich and some fruit. I’m supposed to eat every 5 hours, but I’m not exactly in the mood for it.”

“ You made it? For me?” Surpise fell from Anakin’s lips at the words leaving the brim of Jaina’s mouth. He dipped his head in a polite nod, as he took the bag from the female. With both of his thumbs, Anakin pushed the rim open, as the crimp of his mouth curled narrowly. A moment of delight filled the former knight’s hues. The appetizing scent glided through his nostrils, and though at first he was not hungry, Anakin is now unable to deny the desire for this. Curving his neck back towards Jaina, his eyes divert their gaze at the one who held so much sympathy and compassion for him. He felt that truth with the force, but did not quite understand the reasoning.

There had been a time Anakin was proud of who he was, proud of wearing his name and even believed he deserved love, but that had now passed. Anakin Skywalker was now tainted with shame and remorse. “Why are you so kind me. I’m Darth Vader, I hurt your mother. She hates me, as should you” The words tugged at his lips in anguish and agony. As moments passed, Anakin took a seat on the stool, pulling out the small meal she had prepared. Silence filled the space between them for a long moment. Biting into the sandwich, a thin exhale fell. Chewing slowly, Anakin lifted his hand and brushed the crumbs from his mouth with the side of his wrist.

“ This is good, much better than what you bought me the other week.” He spoke half jokingly with a laugh splitting from his lips. It had been some time where Anakin’s sarcastic side had made an appliance, but Jaina much like Padme brought that out of him. He felt such comfort when she was around. “So once again thank you. I am quite certain I do not deserve it but thank you” Bashfulness filled the male’s cheeks and immediately Anakin looked down, taking another bite out of the sandwich. “ Truthfully you don’t want to know me. The true grace of your line is your grandmother. Padme is the epitome of strength, beauty and love”

#jaina #SCREAMING

thefaithfulxfew‌:

Allana looked at the other with clear confusion on her face, the words of master luke echoing in her ear. the force connects all living things including family and through the force you’ll be able to reach those bonds even across great distances. It was how she knew Master Luke and Grandma were safe and coming home from classified missions she wasn’t allowed to know about or how she always knew her Aunt Jaina would come back to her. It was how she mourned her father long before her Aunt returned with a solemn look on her face. As if part of her light had been snuffed out. Her hand reached up to wipe the dirt he motioned too, but she couldn’t help but study his face. Her eyes mirrored back at her in his, could it be? She thought to herself. Could it be her uncle, the one she never got to meet but knew so much of his legacy, a legacy that shaped her father.

She pushed that thought further back, she felt like their connection would have been stronger. This connection was familiar and direct but not her father’s brother. “Are you Anakin Skywalker?” Allana questioned her words almost in shock, not only did every Skywalker/Solo learn this story, everyone in the galaxy knew the legend of the fallen chosen one. The first real bloody case of a Jedi turned Sith. He was a horror story at the academy, behave or Anakin Skywalker will slay you in your sleep . It always made her stomach turn when she heard it, she knew her Great-Grandfather hurt people, he destroyed lives but that shouldn’t erase all the good he did as well. Not in her mind at least.

Anakin drifted his hues back up towards female. The former Jedi knight dipped his head down in a subtle nod. A reserved and hidden smile curved between both corners of his mouth. “ I am.” He spoke in a placid tone of voice. There had been a time Anakin was proud of who he was, proud of wearing his name but that had now passed. Anakin Skywalker was now tainted with shame and remorse. He sensed the female’s sympathy, much like he felt when he was with Jaina. “ I know my name proceeds itself here or many planets for that matter, but I mean you no harm milady.” As the words fell, he lifted his attention back up to her. Anakin held a solemn glance on the other, at the question parting from her mouth,

“I sense your close with Jaina, she is your aunt is she not?” With the question leaving the former knight, his gaze dropped again, while staring at his gloved hand. He balled his fingers in a tight fist, while trying not to reimagine all the pain and destruction he had causes though his own touch. Another soft exhale of air split from his throat. The hidden smile began to peak through the corners of Anakin’s mouth. “ She’s probably one of the best people I’ve met here” He shrugged slightly, with slight embarrassment filling his cheeks. “ Don’t tell her that though,then I will probably get too many sandwiches to my liking.” With the heated sun hitting again his covered arms, Anakin began to pull his black robe off. “ For christ take it’s hot out here. But what is your name?”

#allana

tragcdysewn‌:

shmi had awakened in this strange new place, unsure as to what had happened. her last memory was of her son, her dear ani, and what she was sure was her own death in his arms. she hadn’t exactly been excited at the prospect of dying, but she had accepted her fate. she had no power to change it, and she’d gotten her final wish. she was able to see her boy one last time, she got to see the man he’d grown to be. that was all the woman had wanted since the day he left with the jedi as a mere boy. not a day had gone by where she hadn’t thought of him, wondered what he looked like, what he was like.

she’d heard the stories, of course. the war hero anakin skywalker. and she was proud. how could she not be? her son was fighting for the republic, working to bring peace to the torn galaxy. he’d done so much good for the people, just as she’d hoped he would. but that wasn’t what she wanted to know. she’d wanted to know what his personality was like. she wanted to see him. as much as she knew letting him leave with qui-gon had been the right choice, she couldn’t help but wish she had kept her son with her sometimes.

the woman wasn’t force sensitive, she never had been. but she would know her boy’s voice anywhere. no matter how impossible it seemed, she knew the instant he spoke that it was him. she approached the black cloaked figure, stepping into his line of sight. “it’s me, ani. i’m here.”

Moisture proceeded to formulate in Anakin’s hues at the sight of her. It was impossible, an illusion of his mind. Unable to even process what was happening, the former knight took a quiet step back, as rapid tears lingered down his eyelids heavily. His vision now blurred. “ No, you’re, your’e not here”. He spoke in a pained voice, shaking his head. “ You died. I saw it. I….I was there” The words cracked from the brim of his mouth,remembering the daunting night that still haunted him in his sleep. She was chained up, with scars and blood indented in her skin. Anakin’s inside caved in. Knowing his mother had been in trouble, but Anakin was on another galaxy far from her with little knowledge of her her suffering other than his illicit visions brought Anakin affliction, affliction that still lives with him.

He can still vividly hear his mother’s last words. Words she could barely speak. Words that were choppy and cracked, though Anakin felt them with the force. Words he has only ever heard from two other people and that was Padme and Obi Wan, one of whom betrayed him and spoke them to him with fury. Words Anakin is uncertain he even deserves to hear after everything he has done.The jedi knight’s emotions begun to consume him. The pain, hurt, and failure he felt over the realization he couldn’t save her. The want for the power to return. The want for Darth Sidious to be here, in order to continue his training as a sith, so never again will Anakin have to experience the loss of his mother, wife, or ones he loves. He has all this power but for what, if people kept dying. He wants more, though he knows he shouldn’t, he it he leads him to nothing but darkness.

With subsequent moments passing, Anakin fell to his knees as his blue hues veered down to the ground with more teardrops wielding themselves from his eyelids. He sat there for an extended moment with silence filling the space between them. “I’m sorry, I failed you” The words fell softly as Anakin’s glance dropped to the hard cement. It hit roughly against his leg. More than anything, Anakin wanted to believe she was here, alive and well, but he also knew, no good came into his life, without a consequence or a reminder of who he was. He mother could be no more than his demons taunting him, as they had been doing since he was nineteen, The memory if her lifeless body in his arms, as he wailed for her to wake, knowing full well she was gone. She had essentially been gone from the moment he found her in the hut, But now he was suppose to believe this was really her, that he could not do. Coiling his lips in an oval, a thin breath of air departed, as Anakin turned his neck opposite of his mother slightly.

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